Transmigrating Through a Sea of People

She stood quietly in a bamboo grove. The wind blew, stirring her long white dress. She slowly turned her head and smiled faintly. Her smile drifted into a dream, where beautiful flowers bloomed. One person's sky is always especially clear. Clad in white, untouched by even a speck of dust...

She stood alone atop a towering city wall. The sky was gray. When lonely, she liked to gaze in the same direction, then smile bitterly. A speck of dust from the world fell into her eyes, yet she could no longer see the beauty. Clad in red, she slowly burned in the chill of autumn...

She played music in silence as rain fell. Her pale eyes dimmed. She walked through the rain beneath an umbrella, wearing a melancholy smile. She looked up at the past, her brows faintly furrowed. Clad in blue, at the loveliest moment of her life, someone saw her for the first time...

She danced slowly to the music, tears streaming down her face as her movements grew weaker. If she could only collapse into a warm embrace, it would all be worth it. A smile as despairing as cherry blossoms pierced her heart once more. Clad in pink, on a rainy day, someone's hand held hers tightly...

She is an innocent girl who transmigrated, a person overflowing with sadness, someone who makes others ache for her and fall in love with her. The road ahead is still long. As long as happiness lies ahead, she will keep trying. She hopes everyone can be happy, so she takes all the blame upon herself. Cold, passionate, gentle, heartless; the real her, the unreal her, impossible to figure out...